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Narrative Continued by the Doctor: End of the First Day’s Fighting

           "Tom,"saidthesquire,"sayyouforgiveme,won’tyou?"

           "Wouldthatberespectfullike,frommetoyou,squire?"wastheanswer."Howsoever,sobeit,amen!"

           Afteralittlewhileofsilence,hesaidhethoughtsomebodymightreadaprayer."It’sthecustom,sir,"headdedapologetically.Andnotlongafter,withoutanotherword,hepassedaway.

           Inthemeantimethecaptain,whomIhadobservedtobewonderfullyswollenaboutthechestandpockets,hadturnedoutagreatmanyvariousstorestheBritishcolours,aBible,acoilofstoutishrope,pen,ink,thelog-book,andpoundsoftobacco.Hehadfoundalongishfir-treelyingfelledandtrimmedintheenclosure,andwiththehelpofHunterhehadsetitupatthecornerofthelog-housewherethetrunkscrossedandmadeanangle.Then,climbingontheroof,hehadwithhisownhandbentandrunupthecolours.

           Thisseemedmightilytorelievehim.Here-enteredthelog-houseandsetaboutcountingupthestoresasifnothingelseexisted.ButhehadaneyeonTom’spassageforallthat,andassoonasallwasover,cameforwardwithanotherflagandreverentlyspreaditonthebody.

           "Don’tyoutakeon,sir,"hesaid,shakingthesquire’shand."All’swellwithhim;nofearforahandthat’sbeenshotdowninhisdutytocaptainandowner.Itmayn’tbegooddivinity,butit’safact."

           Thenhepulledmeaside.

           "Dr.Livesey,"hesaid,"inhowmanyweeksdoyouandsquireexpecttheconsort?"

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